Taste on My Tongue and this question 4:What's your favorite line of dialogue?
this little mini fantasy of Louisâ made me cry when I wrote it:
The word reverberates inside his head like bass in an underground club. In an instant, he can see it: Harry in their kitchen with their kids, baking sugar cookies, and decorating them with a mess of pink and purple icing. Thereâs glitter in his hair, but heâs laughing like he canât stop. And Louis is there, and thereâs an impromptu singalong, everyone grooving in their stocking feet to Louisâ latest record.











